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Chapter Six

Aang was worried about Katara. They had been flying after Zuko's ship for nearly the whole day and still they had not spotted it. All they had found was a small sloop, too small for Zuko to use.

He sighed as he guided Appa onto a small island. They had to find her. Even though he had promised Katara that he would come and rescue her, Aang couldn't just leave her behind. He couldn't.

"Aang?"

The Avatar turned and smiled at Toph. He took her hand and led her off of Appa. "Yeah?"

"Are you all right?"

Aang was silent a moment as he looked at the earthbender beside him. After a moment he nodded, though she couldn't see it. "Yeah. I'll be fine."

Toph nodded and let go of Aang's hand, walking away to make her earth tent. Behind Aang, Sokka clambered off of Appa and rolled out his sleeping bag. He was in it and asleep within moments, pausing in his rush only to gaze longingly up at the moon. He was saying goodnight to Yue, as he always did.

Instead of using his own sleeping bag, Aang curled up with Momo and Appa. Even though it wasn't really cold out, Aang just wanted the comfort of having them near. Sighing again, he looked up at the moon and whispered a silent prayer. He hoped that they would find Katara soon. Though his crush on her was fading, she was still his friend. He cared for her. But he cared much more for someone else. He turned towards Toph's earthen tent.

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From inside her little earth tent, used the earth to keep track of Aang. She really liked Aang but she didn't think he liked her the same way. It seemed he thought of her as only a friend. Suddenly, the airbender sat straighter and turned his body towards her earth tent, as if he knew what she was doing.

"Toph…"

Toph pulled back, but only for a moment. After only the barest hint of hesitation, Toph left her snug little shelter and walked over to where Aang, Momo, and Appa were resting. "Aang?"

"Toph?"

The earthbender sighed and sat down. "Aang, I…" she trailed off and began to play with the ground, making little hills and valleys. "I…I like you, Aang. As more than just a friend." Toph was met with silence. "Aang?"

She suddenly felt him hug her. "I like you, too, Toph. As more than just a friend," he whispered.

Toph smiled and, though she couldn't see, she knew Aang was smiling, too.

The two sat like that for a long moment before Toph rose and went back into her earth tent, a smile still dancing about her normally blank face. She was warm all over as she fell asleep, still feeling Aang's hug. "He likes me!"

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Aang watched as Toph left him. And then his shoulders slumped as he remembered what he was supposed to do. Toph would insist on going with him and she could get hurt! For a moment, he panicked but then a gentle warmth stole over him, calming him. Toph could take care of herself if need be. Besides, when this was over, they wouldn't be in danger anymore. He smiled and closed his eyes. "She likes me!"

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Nearby, Sokka was deep in dreams, talking with Yue. She looked so beautiful. Her hair was whiter than ever and her light blue eyes had taken on a silver sheen. He smiled in his sleep and snuggled further into his sleeping bag. He would never forget her, his moon spirit; she was always there. She always would be.

Katara ventured hesitantly out onto the deck. After making sure no one was around, she breathed in the salty sea air, a small smile playing about her lips. She moved to the prow of the ship and lifted her arms to the night sky. Suddenly, she began to bend, bringing up seawater. The water flowed around her and she moved as if in a dance, her eyes closed. She didn't notice the figure that came onto the deck.

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Zuko watched As Katara began to waterbend. Her arms and torso flowed with the ribbons of water, making her seem as if she were dancing. Moonlight spilled across the deck to touch Katara, hitting the water and making it seem as if ropes of glittering silver surrounded her.

Something jerked at Zuko's heart and he wanted to turn away from such a lovely sight, but he couldn't. So he stood there watching as she danced with the water, hair flowing freely about her. It looked so much more beautiful that way, though she always seemed beautiful.

Suddenly, Katara spoke, eyes still closed. "Come join me."

Surprised, Zuko hesitated a moment and then stepped forward. Taking a deep breath, Zuko readied himself. After a moment, small spheres of fire began to dance around Katara, moving between her water ribbons and mixing with the moonlight to turn everything gold.

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Still keeping the water flowing around her, Katara opened her eyes and took hold of Zuko's hand, drawing him into her world of fire and water. "Now dance with me," she whispered. Zuko hesitated and Katara frowned. "Please? Have a little faith, Zuko."

And with those words, Prince Zuko let himself go. Modifying his technique, Zuko mimicked Katara's movements, making his movements just a bit stronger than hers. His fireballs fused together and mirrored Katara's ribbons of water. As one, the two teenagers closed their eyes and moved, unconsciously moving in exact time.

So intent were they, Katara and Zuko never noticed the others who came onto the deck. The crewmembers watched in fascination as the two benders continued their dance. And, from the shadows, Iroh smiled. Though the two stubborn teens would probably try to forget this, Iroh recognized the dance for what it was. There was love deep in both their hearts. And it was in bending, the most intimate form of expression, when that burgeoning love came out.

Motioning to the crewmembers to follow, Iroh went back below deck. Affection, he knew, often grew better when left alone by others. As he returned to his room, the Dragon of the West, the once formidable General Iroh, grinned, dreams of grand-nephews and nieces running around. Katara would be good for Zuko. Very good.

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Slowly, the two dancers stopped. Breathing hard from the dance, they stood there, staring into each other's eyes. Neither noticed when they moved closer. Even if they had, they wouldn't have cared. After what seemed an eternity, their lips met and they closed their eyes. Katara slipped her arms behind Zuko's neck as he wrapped his own about her waist.

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She was shocked for a moment but then she relaxed, leaning into the kiss. Katara kept kissing Zuko, knowing she shouldn't but not wanting to stop. "And why should I? she thought dimly. "It just feels…right."

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Zuko pulled Katara closer, knowing he shouldn't be doing this but unable to make himself care about anything other than holding onto her forever. Though confusion lay right under the surface, Zuko shook it off. The kiss had been so nice. "It just feels right…"

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The two moved closer together but, after a moment, they pulled reluctantly apart, smiling faintly at each other. Both thought they must be dreaming. Because, if they weren't dreaming, why would they have been so bold? Each sighing in regret, they went below deck, each going their own separate way. They climbed into their beds, each still thinking of the kiss. They were apart but fell asleep at the same moment. That night, they were connected, each dreaming of the other.

A/N: All right. Sorry this one was short, too, but I just couldn't bear the thought of interrupting all those nice little moments with Azula or some such thing, you know? So did you like it? Then review! Tell me what you think! You do know, don't you, that you should love me for putting up three chapters in one day. I mean, it wasn't as if I had them just lying around, you know. I wrote them all today. Yep. So love me! Review, please.